Road Less Traveled

Lately I have been feeling a lot like the traveler described in Robert Frost's famous poem. The main difference is that I am not "one traveler". In fact, the team I am traveling with has increased in size since we started on this road (obviously there were frequent stops along the way). I come now to another crossroads of this journey only to ponder the endless causes and effects that one simple decision will make. Suffice to say - I am not in control of anything. For some reason there is great peace in knowing that I am being led down the path that was chosen for me. There is a power at work that I trust will get me where I need to be and in the words of a famous Wizard "...that is a comforting thought indeed".

Thank God for providence and his peace that passes all understanding... for some reason I am pretty sure that the road from Phoenix to Little Rock qualifies as a "Road less traveled". We thank Him for bringing us here! It is so cool to know that it was His idea.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
-Robert Frost